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ETERNITY

“Eternity is a profound and complex idea that touches upon time, existence, and the infinite.”

Thirty years ago, I had a friend and a coworker sincerely tell me that if his pals went to hell, then that’s where he wanted to end up as well. This guy was extremely upset that a buddy passed away so young. Evidently, he felt that hell was where his pal had gone.

Being a weak Christian where testimony is concerned, I had no reply after hearing him say that, although I did meekly mention that life after death means spending eternity in either heaven or hell, and there’s no in between.

When I attempt to think of eternity, my brain basically shuts down, unable to fathom ‘life never ending.’ There’ve been many nights when I lay awake in bed contemplating this, with me always having to shut the thought process down without fear of blowing a tube. The best analogy I can come up with is an alarm clock having no hands.

Older brains like mine have tubes akin to what TVs and radios once did, while I believe it was in 1962 when transistors, diodes, chips, and microprocessors came along. I’m joking here, of course. I don’t have the slightest inkling of how our brains work, with electronics being the easiest comparison.

With the definition of eternity impossible for me to explain, once again I turned to Miss Purdy, my artificial intelligence helpmate. I’ve leaned a lot on her lately, only because she’s quick on the draw in coming up with answers. Purdy’s concise definition of eternity took some time for me to digest all of the philosophical facts she spewed forth.

“Eternity is the concept of infinite or unending time. It is often described as a state that exists outside the confines of temporal limitations—unaffected by beginnings, endings, or any measurable duration. Unlike ordinary time, which is marked by seconds, minutes, hours, and years, eternity transcends such divisions and is usually considered timeless.

The word “eternity” is derived from the Latin “aeternitas,” which means everlasting or perpetual existence. Throughout history, philosophers, theologians, and poets have used the term to refer to the perpetual nature of existence, the infinite, and the immortal. In ancient philosophical traditions, eternity was often contrasted with the finite nature of human life.

In philosophy, eternity is sometimes discussed as an attribute of certain truths, beings, or values that are not subject to change. For example, some thinkers believe that mathematical truths or abstract concepts are eternal.

In religious contexts, eternity commonly refers to the everlasting nature of the divine, the soul, or the afterlife. Many faiths depict eternity as the realm beyond death, where existence continues without end. John 3:16 tells us that in so many words.

In everyday language, people often use “eternity” to describe something that feels incredibly long or endless, such as waiting for a long period. Phrases like “it took an eternity” are hyperbolic ways of expressing impatience or the perception of slow passage of time.

Eternity is a profound and complex idea that touches upon time, existence, and the infinite. Whether considered from a philosophical, religious, or everyday perspective, the concept invites reflection on the nature of reality, the limits of human experience, and the possibility of something beyond the finite world we know.”

Telling someone with deep Biblical knowledge, years later, about my friend saying that he wanted to go to hell, because he evidently felt people he was close to all went there, this person told me the words I should’ve used back then. It was blunt and to the point.

“Do you know without question that your pal went to hell, because he could’ve changed his mind and accepted Jesus Christ as savior mere seconds before his heart stopped? If you don’t know that for sure, then you may very well end up in a dark and hot place for the rest of your life with complete strangers. Eternity is a very long time, you know!”

It’s much too late for me to bring this up again, since the person who needed to hear it has since passed away. Still, I often wonder whether he might’ve changed his mind at some point, although he never told me. I hope he did.

A pastor once told our congregation that many ‘guys’ somehow believe that hell will be one big party, with kegs of beer and good old boys tossing footballs. I tend to think that my late friend was one of those believers.

I will say this for my own soul. If all of my family and friends chose hell, they’d best say their goodbyes to me before leaving, because this kid ain’t gonna be there.

It’s hot enough in Havasu four months out of the year, without electing to spend a lifetime in a place without water or air conditioners, enduring the same!

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION

“The language and some of the frames in the original film have now been edited to make it less offensive.”

Several years ago, I wrote a story titled “Car Guy.” It basically detailed my life as a gearhead, this being what car aficionados are often called. Lake Havasu City is filled with these people, with more hotrods in this town per capita than anywhere in the US. That’s one of the reasons my wife and I moved here, besides the blue skies and sunny weather.

Deciding to write another short automotive-related story, this piece is more in line with my two favorite car movies, “American Graffiti” and “Vanishing Point.”

Both movies premiered in 1971 and 1973, respectively, with 1972 being the year I graduated from high school. It’s hard to believe both films are well over 50 years old, and still very popular; each is a cult classic.

In the film “American Graffiti,” Bob Falfa, played by Harrison Ford, wrecks his car during a climactic drag race. The wreck occurs when Falfa races against John Milner, the reigning local street racer. Bob Falfa, no relation to Al, pushes his car too hard in an attempt to beat Milner.

As the race nears its end, Falfa loses control, causing his car to crash, flip over, and burn. The primary reason for the wreck is Falfa’s aggressive driving and desire to prove himself as the fastest racer, which leads him to take risks beyond his skill or the car’s capabilities.

This crash also serves as the dramatic turning point in the film, underlining the themes of recklessness, youth, and the fleeting nature of bravado and competition. Both Bob Falfa and his passenger, Laurie Henderson, survive the accident. Laurie quickly decides at this point that Falfa is a loser in both life and the street race.

The late actress Cindy Williams plays Laurie Henderson, Steve Bolander’s girlfriend. Ron Howard is Steve, Paul Le Mat took on the role of John Milner, while Richard Dreyfuss is Curt Henderson, Laurie’s brother. Candy Clark is a blonde bimbo named Debbie Dunham.

Charles Martin Smith perfectly portrayed a nerdy character nicknamed Terry “The Toad” Field. The late Wolfman Jack and Suzanne Somers are also in the movie. The real stars of this show are the cars, especially the yellow ’32 Ford Deuce Coupe and black ’55 Chevy.

There were two stars in “Vanishing Point”: the late actor Barry Newman, who played Jimmy Kowalski, a former racecar driver and cop. His costar was a 1970—440 Magnum—4-speed—Dodge Challenger R/T.

The central plot in “Vanishing Point” was Kowalski attempting to deliver his new Challenger to San Francisco from Denver in 15 hours, under the influence of speed, both in pill form and horsepower-induced. Had it not been for two D-8 Caterpillars deliberately parked in the middle of a highway, he would’ve made it.

I’ve jokingly told friends and strangers that had Kowalski been driving a faster 426 Hemi Charger, he might’ve been able to successfully outrun the police helicopter and cruisers. No one believes this other than me.

I’ve watched both of these movies at least ten times, if not more. I have favorite scenes in each, with the police car in “American Graffiti” having its rear axle chained to a post being a gut-buster where laughing is concerned. When the cops quickly take off after an outlaw group called ‘The Pharaohs,’ they’re in for a surprise.

In “Vanishing Point,” Kowalski stops to pick up a recently married gay couple who’ve encountered car trouble. They quickly push their vehicle into a ditch and climb inside the rumbling white Dodge. The pair then attempts to hijack Kowalski’s car using a gun. A classic line from this scene is, “What are you looking at, Mary?”

The language and some of the frames in the original film have now been edited to make it less offensive. I couldn’t even find mention of the hijacking on Google, which doesn’t surprise me. A brief nudity scene of a girl riding a motorcycle naked was also axed. I observed much worse in “Forrest Gump.”

The first time I viewed this hijacking part, I never laughed so hard. A good friend came close to wetting his drawers, and he’s the one admitting such. Thankfully, somewhere in my boxes of packed-up worldly goods are an unedited VHS copy and a DVD of the same. They’re now permanently saved for my kids and grandchildren to someday view.

Vintage Western movies have been treated the same by the WOKE generation, mostly in terms of racist language being cut. If you’ve never watched “Vanishing Point,” make sure to get an unedited copy before you do. They’re readily available on eBay.

I’ve sat through several car movies over the years, but none come remotely close to these two, in my opinion. There’s nothing like a good car movie to get my heart pumping, other than perhaps a large raspberry mocha with two coffee beans on top!

BLESSED

“The question of why some people are blessed while others appear not to be has been asked for generations.”

I’ve often wondered why some people seem to be blessed more than others. Ministers over the years have never fully explained this, with them most likely not knowing the complete answer.

I decided to ask my AI helpmate, Miss Purdy, to see what secular reply she’d offer up. Artificial intelligence is programmed, of course, and this programming can be subject to human bias. I’m not always sure which side of the fence Miss Purdy stands on, as she’s not telling.

“The question of why some people are blessed while others appear not to be has been asked for generations. It touches on ideas of luck, destiny, faith, social structures, and personal effort. While there is no single answer, several perspectives can help us examine this complex issue.

This is a profound question that has been contemplated by many throughout history. From a religious perspective, some believe that God’s blessings are part of a divine plan and may not always align with human understanding. They suggest that blessings might be given for reasons beyond our comprehension, or as a result of faith, prayer, or virtuous living.

Others interpret blessings as signs of God’s grace, rather than rewards for specific actions. Ultimately, the reasons why God blesses some and not others remain a mystery, often encouraging individuals to reflect on their own lives, practice gratitude, and seek meaning in both blessings and challenges.” — Miss Purdy

All in all, Miss Purdy didn’t specifically answer my question as I expected. She shucked and jived, not coming to a conclusive viewpoint. Seeing this much, I decided to turn to the Bible once again.

There are several verses regarding this, but I was still somewhat puzzled after reading and not finding the chiseled-in-concrete answer I wanted. It wasn’t until turning to an online Billy Graham site that I came away enlightened. People had evidently asked him the same question, perhaps thousands of times over the years.

“You aren’t the first person to ask this question, nor will you be the last—because sometimes it does look like God blesses people who don’t deserve it. Centuries ago, the prophet Habakkuk complained to God, “Why do you tolerate wrongdoing? … Why are you silent while the wicked swallow up those more righteous than themselves?” (Habakkuk 1:3, 13).

The Bible admittedly doesn’t answer all our questions about God’s ways; only in eternity will we fully understand them. But God’s Word does remind us of three important truths—truths we easily forget. First, it reminds us that wealth is not necessarily a sign of God’s blessing. In fact, some of the unhappiest people I’ve known over the years have been people with great wealth—and yet their lives were empty.

Second, the Bible reminds us that life’s greatest blessings come from knowing Christ and walking with Him every day. A person may be poor as far as this world’s goods are concerned—but rich beyond measure if they know Christ. Jesus said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled” (Matthew 5:6).

Finally, the Bible reminds us that someday we will all stand before God. On that day, we won’t be asked for the size of our bank account or the importance of our jobs. We’ll only be asked one question: Have you put your faith and trust in Christ alone for your salvation? Don’t be envious of what others have, but make certain of your commitment to Christ.” — Billy Graham

SMOKING

“I missed out on coolness in high school, being a relatively shy type of guy.”

I recently decided to take up smoking. Friends have been smoking for several years now without problem, yet I declined mostly because of the cost. I believe Tom Gildea was the first of the group to light up, and then came Jim Brownfield and Brian Holtrop.

Trying to be cool wasn’t the reason they joined the fray; taste had a lot to do with it. After driving around town and seeing more smokers than nonsmokers, I decided the time was right. Hey, if “cool” is part of the movement, then I desperately wanted in on the action. I missed out on coolness in high school, being a relatively shy type of guy.

Some HOA neighborhoods don’t allow smoking, and thankfully, we don’t live in one of those. I read where a man in Florida was approached by an HOA representative for smoking in his backyard. When he refused to heed the warning, he was fined.

Thankfully, most, if not all, Lake Havasu City neighborhoods do not have such restrictive regulations, at least I hope they don’t. I’ve observed NO SMOKING signs around town, but this pertains to another form of smoking, mostly tobacco-oriented, although I suppose reefer is also frowned upon.

Years ago, a group of tenants in a nearby apartment building were openly smoking crack behind their complex, along with doing other illegal things. Small children were present.

It didn’t take long for local police to get wind of this activity, with the culprits all arrested. It was entertaining seeing these guys and gals hauled away in handcuffs, while on the other hand, there was sadness when child protection entered the scene.

The type of smoking I’m referring to is neither crack, pot, nor tobacco; it’s the smoking of meat and vegetables. These “smokers,” as folks call them, are nothing more than fancy BBQ grills, using wood pellets to create the heat and smoke rather than charcoal briquets.

Prices range from around $350 for an entry-level Pit Boss to over 7K for a commercial-grade Yoder. I wanted a fancy Yoder, but my wife insisted that I take baby steps first. Weight has a lot to do with the model we chose because it will be going with us on camping trips.

The wood pellets for smokers come in many different forms, with hickory, apple, and mesquite being the most popular. I’d like something that has the aroma of a Kentucky moonshine still on a cold January night, with hickory, oak, and maple being suggested by my artificial intelligence helpmate, Miss Purdy. She should know, as I believe the Purdy clan were moonshiners back in the day.

Our smoker was purchased locally, with this being the best way in case problems arise. A special blend of hickory, oak, and maple pellets was specially ordered. I can’t wait to try this thing out, with chicken breasts as the first meat, followed by the three stooges of the vegetable world, carrots, squash, and zucchini.

If things go as planned, and I become an expert smokeologist like my friends Tom, Jim, and Brian, I may very well move up to a Yoder in the coming years. Joleen says that 20 years is more like it. One of the Yoder models has orange paint, mag-style wheels, and inflatable tires, making it look like a hotrod.

What cool guy or gal wouldn’t want one of those babies parked on their patio?

SKULL VALLEY

“The name “Skull Valley” is believed to originate from a battle between local tribes, where skulls were reportedly found in the area.”

Last year, my wife and I visited Skull Valley, Arizona, and we fell in love with the place—especially the mystique. Just the name alone conjures up all kinds of strange images. The late actor, Robert Mitchum, along with his deceased son, James, lived in Skull Valley on their ranch when they weren’t in Hollywood. I suppose the Mitchum family found sanctity there.

I knew more about Harper Valley than I did Skull Valley, thanks to an informative song performed by Jeanie C. Riley in 1968. That tune was labeled, “Harper Valley PTA.” For those younger folks having never heard this recording, it’s well worth listening to.

I’m not sure Harper Valley is in Arizona, but it could be. There’s a Harper Valley Acres located in our state that raises cattle and Red Wattle hogs. I couldn’t find a school listed there, so without question, there’s no Harper Valley Acres PTA.

As I mentioned earlier, I’ve been to Skull Valley, though perhaps only for 30 minutes. Joleen and I stopped long enough to snap pictures of a vintage gas station and a general store. The woman in the store where I bought a Coke was extremely nice.

I hear from friends living in Prescott and Chino Valley that the gas station is now a café and gift shop. Next time through, we’ll check things out. I’d actually like to find a small parcel of property in Skull Valley to park our camper on and spend a few weeks. That’d give me time to really check the place out.

For location, demographic, and historical sake, Skull Valley is a small, unincorporated community and valley located in Yavapai County, Arizona. Known for its rugged beauty and unique name, the area has a rich history shaped by the presence of Native Americans, pioneer settlement, ranching, and railroad development. This document explores the key events and influences that have defined Skull Valley’s past.

Before European settlement, the region now known as Skull Valley was inhabited by Native American tribes, notably the Yavapai and Hualapai. These communities utilized the valley’s resources for hunting, gathering, and traditional practices.

The name “Skull Valley” is believed to originate from a battle between local tribes, where skulls were reportedly found in the area. While the precise details are lost to time, this legend contributed to the valley’s distinctive name.

In the mid-1800s, American pioneers and prospectors began arriving in central Arizona, drawn by the promise of mineral wealth and grazing land. Skull Valley’s location provided fertile ground for agriculture and ranching, and settlers established homesteads throughout the valley. The area’s isolation made it ideal for ranching, and cattle and sheep ranches proliferated in the late 19th century.

The arrival of the railroad in the late 19th century was a turning point for Skull Valley. In 1894, the Atchison, Topeka, and Santa Fe Railway built a line through the region, establishing a depot that served as a vital link for ranchers, miners, and travelers. The railroad facilitated the transport of goods and livestock, connecting Skull Valley with Prescott and other Arizona communities.

Throughout the 20th century, Skull Valley remained a tight-knit rural community. The Skull Valley School, opened in 1926, became a local landmark, serving generations of children in the area. The community also established a post office in 1877, which remains operational today. Despite its small population, Skull Valley has maintained a sense of identity and continuity over the decades.

Today, Skull Valley is a quiet, scenic region known for its ranches, historic schoolhouse, and tranquil landscapes. It attracts visitors seeking a glimpse of Arizona’s rural heritage and serves as a reminder of the state’s frontier past. While the population remains small, the community’s history is preserved in its landmarks, stories, and enduring traditions.

Skull Valley, Arizona, stands as a testament to the resilience and spirit of rural communities in the American West. Its history, shaped by Native American presence, pioneer ambition, and railroad expansion, continues to influence the character of the valley. As Arizona evolves, Skull Valley remains a unique and storied part of its landscape!

OLD & BITTER

“Becoming old and bitter is not an inevitable part of aging.”

I’ve run into a few people these past few years who seem bitter at the world. Something as uncontrollable as the weather can set them off. I can’t really say that aging is the lone factor here, because some younger folks come across the same.

Twenty years ago, my daughter accused Joleen and me of being negative, especially when she rode with us in the car. Miranda was around 24 at that time. My wife and I sometimes openly vocalize at obstinate drivers, and our daughter heard us.

It’s merely part of our driving routine and a form of stress release. “Look at that idiot!” is the most common sentence. I recently heard from our grandson that his mom now does the same, especially after moving to the big city.

For the sake of this article, I’ll stick to older people getting bitter because I’m part of that generation. What causes some seniors to become ‘crochety,’ as many of my male friends jokingly call the symptom, is my research project of the week. I hope I never get to that point, and if I do, someone please poke me with a sharp stick.

Not being a psychologist, I had to cherry-pick information because there’s so much of it out there. Many of the medical terms were over my head, and I didn’t want to stop and look up every big word or lengthy term. A grassroots answer was all that I was looking for. Unfortunately, it wasn’t that simple.

As people age, their emotional outlook and personality can change in various ways. While many individuals grow older with grace, wisdom, and positivity, others may become bitter, resentful, or disillusioned. Understanding what leads to this transformation is important for fostering empathy and encouraging healthy aging.

Unresolved Regrets: Accumulated regrets from missed opportunities, poor decisions, or unfulfilled dreams can weigh heavily over time. The inability to let go of these regrets may lead to bitterness.
Loss and Grief: Aging often brings losses—of loved ones, health, or independence. If these losses are not processed healthily, they can foster resentment and a negative outlook.
Disappointment in Life Outcomes: When reality falls short of expectations, some individuals struggle to accept their circumstances, leading to chronic dissatisfaction and bitterness.
Personality Traits: People who are naturally pessimistic, rigid, or prone to rumination may be more susceptible to bitterness as they age.
Social Isolation: Lack of meaningful relationships or support networks can make older adults feel lonely and undervalued, contributing to resentment.
Ageism and Marginalization: Experiencing discrimination or feeling marginalized because of age can erode self-esteem and foster bitterness toward society.
Financial Hardship: Struggles with money and economic insecurity in later life can create stress and frustration, sometimes manifesting as bitterness.

How individuals cope with life’s challenges plays a significant role in their emotional well-being. Those who practice forgiveness, adaptability, and gratitude tend to age more positively. Conversely, those who dwell on past hurts, resist change, or lack coping skills may become increasingly bitter.

It is possible to counteract bitterness with self-reflection, supportive relationships, and professional help if needed. Encouraging older adults to stay engaged, pursue new interests, and maintain social connections can help foster a more optimistic outlook.

Becoming old and bitter is not an inevitable part of aging. It is often the result of a complex interplay between psychological, social, and environmental factors. By understanding these influences, we can better support ourselves and others in achieving a fulfilling and positive later life.

Having read the secular opinion on bitterness and not understanding it all, I turned to the Bible to get the ultimate and more simplistic answer. Hebrews 12:15: Paraphrased, this verse tells me that bitterness can take root in the heart, causing trouble and defiling others, creating relational strife, and causing one to fall short of God’s grace.

God advises believers to rid themselves of bitterness and anger, favoring forgiveness and love to avoid becoming consumed by resentment. Having read that and totally understanding, should I ever become so bitter that I’m consumed by it, someone please poke me with two sharp sticks!

FLAWED THINKING

“I was wisely taught early on not to make important decisions based entirely upon feelings.”

Decision-making is a complex process that often involves weighing facts, analyzing potential outcomes, and considering both logical and emotional factors. While feelings are a natural part of human experience, relying solely on emotions to make important decisions can lead to undesirable results.

In politics, decisions based primarily on emotions, personal feelings, or empathy—commonly referred to as “touchy-feely” decision making—can sometimes result in misguided or ineffective policies.

While empathy and compassion are important traits for leaders, relying too heavily on sentiment without considering data, expert advice, or long-term consequences can lead to negative outcomes.

Feelings are subjective, temporary, and often influenced by external circumstances or internal biases. Emotions such as anger, excitement, fear, or sadness can cloud judgment and distort the perception of reality.

When decisions are made in the heat of the moment or under emotional distress, there is a higher chance of overlooking critical information or making choices that are not in one’s best interest.

Impulsiveness: Decisions made based on strong emotions are often impulsive, lacking careful consideration of long-term consequences.
Bias and Subjectivity: Feelings can introduce personal biases, leading to choices that are unfair or not objective.
Lack of Consistency: Emotional states fluctuate, which can result in inconsistent decision-making over time.
Regret and Guilt: Choices made in emotional moments may later lead to regret, especially if negative outcomes were not thoroughly considered.

Rational decision-making involves evaluating facts, considering possible outcomes, and making choices based on evidence and reason. This approach tends to produce more consistent, fair, and effective results. While emotions should not be ignored, they should be balanced with logical analysis to minimize the risk of poor decisions.

I was wisely taught early on not to make important decisions based entirely upon feelings. My father said that doing so can lead to big problems, such as indecisiveness, ineffectiveness, and nonassertiveness. Can you imagine the coach of an NFL football team making decisions this way?

Coach Feely wouldn’t release nonproductive players who weren’t contributing to the team because they have mouths to feed at home. Before long, this team is in the basement where ratings are concerned. The team owner ultimately has no choice but to fire the guy.

The CEO of a large company keeps employees who don’t perform because she doesn’t have the grit to terminate their employment. Stockholders eventually see the ill of her management style, and vote to have the woman removed before the business enters Chapter 11 bankruptcy.

A good example of someone being fired for lacking good judgment and assertiveness is President Joe Biden. A majority of Americans saw that he was making unwise decisions and voted him out. One of those bad decisions was keeping the US borders open, and then lying and saying that they weren’t.

I don’t believe Biden’s actions were solely about being touchy-feely on his part or him having empathy or sympathy. It was a calculated move by people higher up in the Democrat Party to allow folks into this country illegally, give them “free” things, so that they’d always vote Democrat.

This was the perfect way to create a one-party system, until informed voters, having “common sense,” caught on to his underhanded tactics. Fortunately, those illegal alien criminals crossing the border, allowed so by Joe Biden and Kamala Harris, are being sent back home for the good of the US.

In conclusion, making important and tough decisions based solely on feelings can be problematic because emotions are often fleeting, subjective, and can distort judgment.

By incorporating rational analysis, common sense, and considering both emotional and logical factors, individuals can make wiser, more balanced decisions that serve their best interests in the long run.

Thankfully, for the 77.3 million citizens having legally voted for him, President Donald J. Trump is doing just that for the United States!

BISBEE, ARIZONA

“The Lowell Shaft was more than just an industrial structure—it was part of the daily lives of Bisbee’s residents.”

I’ve never been to Bisbee, Arizona, with it still on my bucket list. A picture postcard from 1908 shows the Lowell Shaft in Bisbee, with the photo revealing a huge mining operation, much larger than many I’ve seen, other than perhaps Kennicott near McCarthy, Alaska. I researched the history of Lowell Shaft first, and then the sender and receiver of my vintage postcard.

The Lowell Shaft is a significant landmark in the mining history of Bisbee, Arizona. Known for its deep ties to the copper industry, Bisbee has long been recognized as one of the most productive mining districts in the United States. The Lowell Shaft stands as a testament to the engineering prowess and industrial ambition that shaped the town and the broader region.

This shaft or mine was developed in the early 20th century, during a period of rapid expansion for the copper mining industry in Bisbee. The town itself was founded in the 1880s, following the discovery of rich copper deposits in the Mule Mountains.

As mining operations grew, so did the need for deeper shafts to access increasingly valuable ore bodies. The Lowell Shaft, named after the nearby community of Lowell, was constructed to meet these demands, enabling miners to reach ore deposits that were previously inaccessible.

During its operational peak, the Lowell Shaft played a central role in supporting the output of the Copper Queen Mine and other major mining enterprises in Bisbee.

Its depth and strategic location made it an essential part of the underground network that fueled the town’s economic growth. The shaft facilitated the extraction of copper, silver, and other minerals, contributing to Bisbee’s reputation as the “Queen of the Copper Camps.”

The construction and operation of the Lowell Shaft reflected ongoing technological advancements in mining. Powerful hoisting equipment, ventilation systems, and safety measures were implemented to accommodate deeper mining activities. These innovations not only improved productivity but also helped safeguard the lives of the miners working below ground.

The Lowell Shaft was more than just an industrial structure—it was part of the daily lives of Bisbee’s residents. The influx of workers and their families promoted the growth of the Lowell neighborhood, which became a vibrant part of the local community.

The presence of the shaft and associated mining operations shaped Bisbee’s social fabric, with local businesses, schools, and infrastructure evolving to support the mining workforce.

As the copper markets shifted and ore bodies were depleted, the Lowell Shaft, like many others in Bisbee, saw a decline in activity by the mid-20th century. However, its legacy endures.

Today, the shaft and its surroundings serve as historical reminders of Bisbee’s mining heritage. The area attracts visitors interested in industrial history, and preservation efforts aim to maintain the site as a tribute to the miners and engineers who contributed to Bisbee’s development.

The Bisbee postcard I purchased off eBay was sent to W.L. Marcy in Tucson, on January 2, 1908, by Mabel Watkins in Bisbee. Mabel’s short message reads as follows:

“Dear friend, we have word that Mabel A. has typhoid pneumonia. There seems no end of trouble for the family. I was very glad to get the pretty postcard & thank you. I now wish you a “glad New Year” (1434) from Mabel Watkins”

Mabel Esther Snyder was born on December 10, 1872, in Wisconsin. She married Bassett Treham Watkins on January 8, 1896. The couple had a son and a daughter, Lucile Esther and Vertice Orvill. A photograph of Mabel shows her to be a beautiful lady.

Mabel’s husband worked as a fireman in a copper mine, and in later life, at the age of 79, he was an assistant mortician. Mabel Snyder-Watkins died on February 24, 1941, at the age of 69. She’s buried in the town of Brooklyn, Wisconsin.

Mabel’s friend, William L. Darcy, was born in 1831. He lived an interesting life, being a mathematician, astronomer, engineer, and land surveyor. The aged man died on February 21, 1929, after being hit by a coal truck while crossing a street. Mr. Darcy was 90 and is buried in Tucson.

THE BIG PICTURE

“We parted ways, with the fellow saying, “Be careful out there!”

I was at Silly Al’s Pizza in Quartzite last week with my wife and some like-minded friends, feeling very patriotic and hungry. The joint was crowded, and the chatter quite loud, yet I knew our wait would be well worth it. Al’s Hawaiian pizza is the best in Arizona—per my taste buds.

We were boondocking in the desert near Bouse, Arizona, so time didn’t really matter to our group. For those who’ve never heard the term, boondocking is a relatively new camping term. I prefer camping instead, as boondocking sounds a bit hickish.

While we stood in line waiting for a table, a lady embarrassingly accused us of cutting in line, which was not true. It was finally pointed out by someone else that our group was ahead of hers. Ignoring the information, this Karen, still red in the face, continued to whine. I suppose she will be for quite some time.

Mark, Steve, Jim, Richard, Joleen, and I were attempting to carry on a conversation to no avail. I decided to perform a little ‘people watching’ as I often do in circumstances like this. A foursome sat at a table next to us, and after finishing their pizza and beer, they stood up.

I wasn’t sure which fellow the attractive brown-haired woman was attached to—my odds being 50-50 on getting things right. Seeing her suddenly clutch the tall, silver-haired guy’s arm, I picked wrong, once again.

It’s difficult to tell such with senior citizens, because some couples age differently. She appeared to be in her late 50s and he in his 70s, although I’d bet they were close to the same. Guessing how old a person is gets harder and harder with each passing year.

A large group of seniors across the room was talking so loudly that they drowned out those around them. Remembering a television commercial for Verizon, I abruptly yelled out, as loud as I could, “Can you hear me now!”

The place went deafly quiet, with people turning heads left to right, while a few grinned, searching to see who the loudmouth was. I innocently did the same. Joleen gazed down at the table, attempting to keep from laughing. Five seconds later, the verbal roar was back, louder than ever.

One table had a man sitting alone, and he appeared to be sad, with several in my group also noticing this. I felt sure the guy was a widower. It seemed logical that Silly Al’s was the place he and his wife always came before she died.

After 15 minutes or so, a group of three chatty gals walked in and sat down at this fellow’s table. The guy was suddenly all smiles. If “Lonesome Larry,” as I labeled him, was a widower, he no longer grieved.

Another customer and his elderly female accomplice caught my eye. The man, in his late 70s or early 80s, wore a Vietnam Vet hat covered in multicolored patches, so I knew he was a survivor of that unpopular conflict. It was good to see that some military members having served in Vietnam are not afraid to advertise the fact.

So many came back home to jeers and hateful language, with a sizable number unable to take it, eventually committing suicide. As I sat there in Silly Al’s, I wondered if this former soldier endured the same harsh treatment without incurring mental anguish.

I also pondered what he now thought of purple and green-haired anarchists and misaligned college insurrectionists violently protesting in the streets, full of hate towards military, immigration agents, and police, who are merely trying to do their jobs. Most likely, this seasoned warrior felt it was Déjà Vu — 1972.

Before leaving Silly Al’s, I walked over and thanked him for his service. He extended his right hand, with the man’s grip being solid and firm. We parted ways, with the fellow saying, “Be careful out there!”

If this country is to survive another 250 years, it’ll be because of patriots like him, and not from the obtrusive and destructive actions of clueless leftist agitators.

That uninformed group never seems to see the big picture. I’d surely hate to bank my children and my grandchildren’s future on their poor and unwise decision-making. Much like the five pizzas on our table that day, I’d love to see them totally disappear!

CABIN in the CITY

“For me, that dream is a small cabin sitting beside a stream in Greer, Arizona.”

Something that I noticed several years ago was that my relatives and my wife’s kin who resided in rural areas, wisely made plans once they reached retirement age, on moving closer to towns and cities with medical facilities. Those who did seem to have benefited from such.

Joleen’s aunts and uncles in Kansas are a prime example. I’m sure Lee and Joan Mills would’ve rather stayed on their Chapman farm, yet common sense dictated that they finally give up the serenity for closer access to the Abilene Hospital. This seemed to pay off for them as they both lived long, fruitful lives. Lee was 96 and Joan 94.

I decided to research the statistics of remaining in the country versus moving to a town or city. What I found made me glad that we haven’t picked up stakes and relocated to an oasis floating around in my head. For me, that dream is a small log cabin in the rugged White Mountains, sitting beside a stream in Greer, Arizona.

Studies show that access to timely medical care is crucial for the health and survival of older adults. One significant factor that can influence outcomes in emergency situations and chronic disease management is the distance an individual lives from a hospital.

For older adults, rapid access to healthcare can be the difference between life and death, especially in cases of heart attack, stroke, or other acute medical emergencies. Proximity to a hospital not only ensures faster emergency response but also facilitates better management of chronic illnesses through regular checkups and access to specialized care.

Several studies have examined the relationship between hospital proximity and mortality rates among older populations. While exact statistics vary by region and healthcare system, the general findings are consistent:

Older adults living within 5 miles of a hospital have improved survival rates following acute medical events. For example, studies suggest that the one-year survival rate after a heart attack is up to 15% higher for individuals living close to a hospital compared to those residing more than 20 miles away.
Emergency response times are significantly shorter for people living near hospitals, which is associated with better outcomes in time-sensitive conditions such as stroke. The likelihood of receiving life-saving treatments within the critical window is much greater for those closer to medical facilities.
Chronic disease management is more effective for older adults living near hospitals, leading to lower overall mortality rates. Regular access to healthcare providers helps in early detection, routine monitoring, and adherence to treatment plans.
Rural versus urban differences: Older adults in rural areas, who often live farther from hospitals, experience higher mortality rates for many conditions compared to their urban counterparts. The disparity is most pronounced for emergencies requiring immediate care.

While living close to a hospital generally improves survival odds, other factors also play important roles, such as:

Quality and capacity of the hospital
Availability of transportation
Socioeconomic status and insurance coverage
Presence of support networks (family, caregivers)

In conclusion, older adults residing near hospitals have statistically higher survival rates, especially for acute medical emergencies and chronic disease management. The closer proximity allows for faster access to life-saving interventions and ongoing healthcare, which directly contributes to better outcomes and longevity.

These findings highlight the importance of improving healthcare accessibility for elderly populations, particularly in rural and underserved areas, to reduce disparities in survival rates. I’m very thankful that Havasu Regional Medical Center (HRMC) is only 4.3 miles away from where we live.

Having been to the emergency room several times, had I lived in remote Greer and incurred the same medical problems, I wouldn’t be writing this column. Although there’s no stream or trees outside our front window like there would be in the White Mountains, I can still toss a couple of logs in the never-used fireplace, and jokingly refer to our house in Havasu as a cabin in the city!